How my heart missed beating like this. For him. Only for him.

On and off the field, you're my hardest fall, Zoe. No one ever compared. No one ever will.

People are either driven to action or complacency, mission or rust. You're either participating in the Game of Life or you're watching it from the grandstands.

The universe is a single atom: the convergence of science and spirituality.

A master passion is the love of news.

In the new world of digital, there are no must-read publications any more.

Vice stirs up war, virtue fights.

We're all basically made of the same stuff: generosity and selfishness, goodness and greed.

I suspect the older you get the more invisible you become.

But more than brave, you have love. And love is brave.

No one ever became great by imitation.

But it struck me that the extreme violence and cruelty of the English Civil War had gone understated.